Time: Around 6 p.m. the next day.

This was supposed to be the time when she came out of the room, but he had been in the living room since noon, so he didn't have to worry about the time to go.

The only one who remained in the room was Feng Xi alone, perhaps because of Feng Xi's special physical condition, Qingguo did not propose to let him come to the living room to get together with everyone.

On the edge of the rectangular dining table in the living room, near the window, sat Qingguo, and the ghost sat on his right hand, the two of them did not speak, and the smell of flower and herb soup slowly wafted from the kitchen.

Because of the noon incident, Qingguo was three or four hours late for cooking the herbal soup today, but fortunately, there was still meat brought by Qingye yesterday, which made Qingguo finally have a little more peace of mind.

Crying in the afternoon also made Qingguo's mood much calmer than just now, he propped one hand on his chin, and held two red and swollen eye sockets, talking to the ghost. While the two of them were talking, they paid attention to the Rotten She on the sofa, and before Aoba came back, they couldn't let anything happen to the Rotten She, otherwise, Aoba wouldn't be able to live.

The living room seemed to be quiet, and there were no more frightening events, and she had fallen asleep unconsciously.

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In the depths of the darkness, the sleepy fool has been restraining himself, not allowing the disease to control his mind anymore. He struggled to move forward, the light of his flashlight shining in front of him in a dim circular area.

Just now in the living room, Fool struggles to convince the ghost and the others to let him come over for an 'adventure', and he thinks it's time for him to contribute to the family as a real man.

In the end, the ghost finally compromised, but asked that he not enter through the door on the side of the hallway, but from the door of the four basement rooms they frequented, where at least the outside sound could be heard, and some security could be guaranteed.

The ghost wanted to go with the fool, but was stopped by the fool's anger, and the fool never got angry, this was the first time, not only succeeded in stopping the ghost's roar, but also made the ghost also stand on his side, the devil thought that the murderer was injured and would not do it again, and this may be a good way for the fool to break through his limits.

If there are too many people in the basement to search, it may alarm the murderer and make him hysterical, so it seems that it is safer for the fool to go in alone. In the end, Qingguo also sided with Yu She and agreed to his suggestion, so the ghost had to compromise and watched in horror as Fool entered the basement.

At this moment, one of the four doors around him has been completely abandoned, that is, the door of the room that locked the corpses of Jiuyin and Baozi, I don't know why, maybe the time is not enough, there is no smell in the room at all, just a faint smell of blood.

He didn't want to re-enter the door he was using, and as he passed by, he snapped the chain and the key on the door into the crack of the door, expressing his determination in this way.

Physical disability has kept men at the center of ridicule and foolery since childhood, and no one wants to be friends with him sincerely. At the age of twenty, he met the only light in his life, the ghost, a bad girl who was completely spurned by the adults.

At that time, the ghost was rebellious, petty theft, and it had become a habit, just like an addiction, even if the ghost didn't want to steal, she couldn't control herself, plus the two of them didn't have relatives to care about, so after they met, they began to warm each other at an unexpected speed, and even fell in love.

I never dreamed that a normal beautiful girl would fall in love with a deformed man like him, who was controlled by a sandman. Reaching out and touching the disgusting lump that rose high above his shoulder, it had already spread to his face, making him as terrifying as a monster.

He had never been to the hospital for a check-up, and he had no money to treat himself. Low self-esteem and cringe have always accompanied the life of foolishness, and only when he is with ghosts or in his sleep can he feel a trace of happiness. Even the ghosts are cute in the eyes of the fools.

Soon after the relationship, Fool and Ghost moved into this house, and the other three lovers had already moved in, so it can be said that they were the last couple to enter.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, from inside the last door, there was a hoarse voice from Feng Xi, which sounded like he was very uncomfortable.

So he approached the door and whispered, "Are you alright?" Sealed. ”

"I ...... Alas! Feng Xi didn't seem to have gotten rid of the shadow of death, and he wanted to say something but didn't say it, just sighed.

This sigh seemed to assimilate the fool outside the door, and the fool also let out a deep breath of sullenness in his heart, and said: "Feng Xi, you can stay in the room with peace of mind, there is nothing to do outside, Qingguo and the ghosts are safe." ”

"And what about the Rotten She?" Feng Xi asked, "How is his injury?" ”

"Decay She is nothing serious at the moment, Qingguo has already helped him deal with it urgently, but he will definitely be sent to the hospital after that, Decay She's temper, unless Aoye goes home, no one can persuade him."

"You can secretly call Aoba."

"I've already done this, but I haven't got through, I guess Aoba should still be on the plane? Maybe the plane was late. ”

While the two were talking, a slight friction sound suddenly came from the side of the room near Jiu Yin at the end of the corridor, as if it was someone's accidentally exposed footsteps, and it seemed that someone was groping for the wall.

Surprised, he was shocked and said to Feng Xi in the room, "You lock the door, I'll leave for a while." “

After saying that, Fool tiptoed in the direction where the voice came from, his eyes widened, and the panic of a moment made him completely forget his sleep. On the other side, the bandaged figure in the darkness had cracked open the corners of his ugly mouth, as if ready to suck the blood of those who approached him.

The head hung low in front of its chest, its face unclear, and its limbs were twisted backwards in an extremely twisted position, section after section, as if broken. The entire body was completely covered by the heavy ink, and a sharp blade stuck in the forehead reflected the cold light, and the red liquid kept gushing out around the blade, as if it was endless.

A large water stain had accumulated on the floor. The body of death curled up and twisted in the narrow space, she had resisted, but finally fell to the frenzied slaughter, and there was an unusual sound in the darkness at this moment, as if she was 'crying' for her unfair fate......